Yet be blessed to the height 

 Of all good and all delight 



Pervious to thy nature ; 

 Only loved beyond that line, 

 With a love that answers thine, 



Loving fellow-creature ! 



Elizabeth Barrett Browning. 



Flush or Faunus <^ <^ o <i 



"W'OU see this dog ; it was but yesterday 

 -*- I mused forgetful of his presence here, 

 Till thought on thought drew downward tear on 



tear : 

 When from the pillow where wet-cheeked I lay, 

 A head as hairy as Faunus thrust its way 

 Right sudden against my face, two golden-clear 

 Great eyes astonished mine, a drooping ear 

 Did flap me on either cheek to dry the spray ! 

 I started first as some Arcadian 

 Amazed by goatly god in twilight grove : 

 But as the bearded vision closelier ran 

 My tears off, I knew Flush, and rose above 

 Surprise and sadness, — thanking the true Pan 

 Who by low creatures leads to heights of love. 

 Elizabeth Barrett Browning. 

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